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Sun Apr 02 16:38:17 2017 1 The Project Gutenberg eBook, The Dead Command, by Vicente Blasco Ibez, Translated by Frances Douglas This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever.
You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at Title: The Dead Command From the Spanish Los Muertos Mandan Author: Vicente Blasco Ibez Release Date: October 27, 2008 [eBook #27068] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DEAD COMMAND*** E-text prepared by Chuck Greif, Brett Fishburne, and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team ( THE DEAD COMMAND by VICENTE BLASCO IBEZ Author of -Sonnica- From the Spanish LOS MUERTOS MANDAN Translation by Frances Douglas [Illustration] New York Duffield & Company 1919 PART FIRST Sun Apr 02 16:38:17 2017 2 THE DEAD COMMAND CHAPTER I A MAJORCAN PALACE Jaime Febrer arose at nine o’clock.
Old Antonia, the faithful servant who cherished the memory of the past glories of the family, and who had attended upon Jaime from the day of his birth, had been bustling about the room since eight o’clock in the hope of awakening him.
As the light filtering through the transom of a broad window seemed too dim, she flung open the worm-eaten blinds.
Then she raised the gold-fringed, red, damask drapery which hung like an awning over the ample couch, the ancient, lordly, and majestic couch in which many generations of Febrers had been born and in which they had died. The night before, on returning from the Casino, Jaime had charged her most earnestly to arouse him early, as he was invited to breakfast at Valldemosa.
Time to get up! It was the finest of spring mornings; in the garden birds were singing in the flowery branches swayed by the breeze that blew over the wall from the sea. The old servant, seeing that her...

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